Her Tongue Tasted of Rye Whisky and Cloves
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Heather awoke to the low moaning hum of wind hurling itself against the house. Then she heard the comforting thump of the heater turning itself on. The storm had started around noon the day before and by dark it had turned into a full-blown blizzard. By the time she had gone to bed, the lawn had already been covered with deep, rolling snowdrifts.
Rolling over, she reached over to the nightstand by her bed and flicked on the radio. She lay there listening to the music for several moments before the announcer came on. He stated that the snowstorm had closed the town of Elkhorn. Every thoroughfare, every business and all the schools were closed until further notice. He then warned everyone to stay inside because of the extreme wind chill outside. The temperature was five above, but with the strong wind accompanying the storm, the wind chill was thirty below. 'Just bundle up and stay inside' was his last admonition before the music resumed.
A person would have to be crazy to venture out on a day like this, she thought, yawning and stretching to loosen her tight muscles. After a few moments of stretching and yawning, she sat up. Even though the storm had made prisoners of her and her two sons, Rick and Tim, she felt safe. They were used to such storms and she always kept the house well stocked with the essentials. They also had portable generators and all kinds of emergency equipment should the power fail and leave them at the mercy of the raging tempest outside.
While the storm howled outside, she felt warm and cozy in her room.
The room, filled with ruffles and frills of pinks and whites made her feel all soft and feminine inside. She had gone to considerable expense and effort to create this sanctuary for herself in the otherwise male dominated house.
Smiling happily, she got up and stretched again. She could feel her big, heavy breasts wiggle sensuously as she lowered her arms. Cupping the soft cones of wriggling flesh, she padded across the thick, pink carpet to the window.
Looking out, she could barely see more than ten feet through the snow as it drove itself against the house. Like ghostly apparitions, the snow and wind swirled and danced over and around the house covering everything with their wintry touch. Like the only ones invited to a Winter's Ball, they whirled about unconcerned that their frigid waltz was burying the town under a thick blanket of snow. Just looking out on the surging maelstrom made her shiver.
Hugging her arms around herself, she walked back over to her dresser and sat down. Looking into the mirror, she was pleased with the image looking looked back out at her. Not too bad for thirty-eight, she surmised. Leaning closer to the mirror, she examined the reflection of her face. What few wrinkles she could see were hardly noticeable at all. Smiling, contentedly, she pushed back the stool and stood up.
She always slept in the buff, even when it was freezing outside. She could trace this penchant back to her mother who always wore thick flannel gowns to bed. Not in the nineteen years she had lived with her parents could she ever remember seeing her mother naked. As with most children, she had sworn at an early age that she would sleep naked, just to spite her mother. Besides, she loved the feel of her silk sheets on her skin.
Turning around, she examined her lovely rounded ass. As she studied it, she found herself thinking that her ass looked like an upside down heart with a crack splitting it into two identical halves. Laughing softly at her own foolishness, she let her eyes travel down her long, tapered legs. They were well muscled and firm, but the muscles didn't have the stark definition of a weight lifter's muscles. They were just long, lovely legs; well proportioned, rounded, and shapely. She was more than satisfied with the results of her many hours of exercise. Finished with her examination, she sat back down.
Next, she focused her attention on her breasts. Cantaloupe-sized, they stuck out from her chest with youthful exuberance. Yet they looked heavy and ripe. Ready to be plucked. They had almost no noticeable sag to them at all as they jutted out amazingly taunt for her age. Even her big aureoles stuck out sexily forming a bulging reddish-purple cup of pebbly grained flesh tipped with big rubbery nipples the size of erasers. The big erasers found on the end of the big preschool pencils, not little ones. The jutting aureoles were not perfectly centered. They jutted out from the lower outside of the big melons, making her breasts seem bigger than they actually were and just a little cross-eyed. Crossing her own eyes, she giggled as she watched her breasts cross over each other for a moment before she relaxed her eyes and they returned their proper position.
Finally, she got up and stepped into her bathroom. Turning the water on in her shower, she waited until it was steaming hot before she stepped under the needle spray.
As she showered, she wondered if she would get any writing done while the storm was blowing outside.
She knew she was extremely fortunate to be a successful writer. The proceeds from her books gave her an independence she could never have had with other occupations. Besides that, she loved to write. Because of her creativity, she didn't have to depend upon another soul for anything. Well, almost anything else, she reminded herself as she felt a tickle of sexual excitement shiver through her pussy.
Then she found herself thinking of her twin sons, Tim and Rick. She had raised them by herself after the death of their father. They had been only a year old when he had been killed in the aircraft accident.
While she had loved her husband, his sudden demise and the resultant financial settlement from the insurance company had given her the wherewithal to pursue writing. Being a writer gave her the time to be a single parent and raise her two boys on her own. She was proud of the job she had done. Although some may have found her methods a little bizarre, she didn't feel she had to answer to anyone. She had done the best she could do, under the circumstances.
The boys were now seniors at Elkhorn High School. She was proud of them in so many ways. Both of them had made the All-State First Team Football Team last year, were on the honor roll and never gave her a moment of grief.
Besides, everywhere they went, people thought she was their older sister instead of their mother. That made her feel even more positive that she had chosen the correct path for them.
Quickly, she stepped out of the shower and dried herself. Blushing guiltily, she carelessly tossed the towel on the big four-poster bed, ignoring its disarray. Bending over her dresser, she could feel her heavy breasts tug on her chest as she looked through the drawer.
Finally, she found the baby-doll gown she wanted and slipped it on.
Then she slowly crept out into the hallway. Just when had it begun, she tried to recall. She had raised her boys to be confident and unashamed of their bodies. She had even taken showers with them until they were thirteen or fourteen years old. She had never been one to hide her body from them. She didn't want them to grow up sexually inhibited like the rest of the country. She had been open and candid with their questions as they grew up, little knowing that it would eventually lead to this.
Then another quiver of anticipation ran through her body as she stopped outside of Rick's room. Recalling that he had been the true instigator of their current situation, she paused in his doorway and reminisced about the day it had happened.
The whole thing had begun auspiciously enough. Yet every detail of the event was indelibly etched in her memory. She would never forget it.
That day, she had gone to Rick's room. She couldn't remember why she had gone there or how old he was at the time. But as she had walked into his room, she found him lying on his bed, naked. Not only had he been naked, but he had an erection. He his hand wrapped around himself and was studying it closely.
Startled, she had come to an abrupt stop, staring down at him.
She could still recall their conversation, word for word: "Oh, Mom, I didn't hear you coming," he had said, but had made no effort to hide his obvious erection.
"Uh, I'm sorry, I guess I should have knocked," she had blushed.
"Mom, why does it get hard like this?" he had innocently asked her.
"Well, honey," she had said, surprised at his composure, "a man's penis gets hard like that so that, uh, so that a man can, uh, uh, well so he can put it inside a woman."
"Why?"
"That is the way babies are made."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
"Where does he put it in a woman?"
"Uh, well, uh, in her vagina."
"What is a vagina."
"Well," she had explained, growing more self-conscious by the moment, "it is a place that a woman has and she uses it just like a man uses his penis. And when a man puts his penis inside a woman and they make love, it is where babies are made."
"Where is it at?"
What at, Hon?" She had asked him.
"Uh, your, uh, vag, uh, vagna, thing."
"Uh, uh, it is between my legs, just like your penis is between your legs."
"What does it look like?"
"Well, uh, it, uh, it, uh... "
"What is wrong? Mommy, you're turning red! Did I say something wrong?"
"No, no," she had lied, "you just caught me by surprise. That's all."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"No, don't be," she had told him, "I want you to be able to talk to me about these things. There is nothing dirty or nasty about the human body. You just surprised me, that's all."
"Uh, Okay," he had said.
"And to show you there is no reason to be self-conscious about your body," she had told him, "I'll show you my vagina."
She had impetuously volunteered to expose herself to him to try and make a point. She had wanted to prove to him that there was nothing wrong with a woman's body, but was this the way to show him? Had she overstepped the line of decency? She had wanted him to have a healthy attitude toward sex and women, but was it right to show him her vagina? She had never hidden her body from them, but this was different. Before the exposure of her body had been natural and spontaneous with no sexual undercurrent. But this, while it might teach him about a woman's body, there was a definite sexual tenor to it. What would it do to his psyche later on?
But once the proposal had been proffered, she felt she had no choice but to go through with it. She had realized that she was carrying her son's sexual education to the very limit of social acceptance.
Actually perhaps a little beyond what would be considered socially acceptable to most women. But, he was her son and it was her body.
No one had the right to tell her how to mold her own son's outlook on the relationship between a man and a woman. She wanted him to grow up completely uninhibited sexually. She had thought so then, and she still thought so now.
"You will," he had said enthusiastically.
"Yes, but if I do," she had guiltily explained, "you must promise that you will never tell anyone about it. Okay?"
"Not even Tim?"
"Well, except Tim," she had conceded, knowing that she would probably have to show him, too. The boys seemed to have no secrets between them, "But you have to tell him in front of me, so I can explain it to him, too."
"Why not anyone else?"
She had sat down on his bed and took his hand.
"You remember how I told you that the human body was beautiful."
"Uh, yes."
"Do you remember that I told you that you could dress anyway you wanted to around the house when you, Tim, and I were alone?"
"Yes."
"Do you remember that I told you when anyone else was here or when you went visiting, you had to follow their rules and dress as they dressed?"
"Yes."
"Well, this is the same. Some people have funny rules about the body.
Why some people are afraid to be undressed in front of anyone."
"Wow. Really?"
"Yes, I am afraid so, but you don't want you to grow up that way, do you?"
"No way," he had grinned back at her.
"Okay," she had told him, "you'll just have to trust me and promise to keep it our little secret?"
"I will. I promise."
And as far as she knew, he had kept his promise to this very day.
Thankfully.
"Okay, then," she had smiled at him, tenderly.
She remembered lying back on the bed and slowly pulled her dress up around her waist. She had rarely worn panties around the house back then so when her dress rustled upward, her curly patch of pubic hair had come into view. She had watched her son's Adam's apple bob up and down anxiously as he had gawked down at her belly. Then she had slowly spread her legs, unveiling her vagina to him. She could still see his face when he had gotten his first look at his birthplace.
"Wow."
"What do you think," she had asked him, fearing that he might find it ugly.
"Wow," he had answered her again as he had stared down at her secret place.
Then she had seen his penis jerk.
Then she realized that even in this semi-sterile setting, the sight of a woman's vagina, even his own mother's was sexually stimulating to him.
"It makes me feel kinda funny." he had said at last.
"I know," she had told him, "it is supposed to. It is just a natural thing."
"Even if you are my mother?"
"I'm afraid so."
Then she knew that she had to explain how it all functioned. She wanted to teach him about a woman's secret place. Show him the beauty of it.
Then she remembered the strange feeling that had come over her.
As she had reached down to her pussy, she found herself growing excited. Sexually excited. Maybe she should stop, she had thought.
But by then, she had gone too far.
She remembered she had spread the lips of her vagina apart.
She remembered pointing out the little hole of her urethra and explaining to him that she peed out of it.
"No way," he had said.
He had been engrossed in his lesson as she had explained about her big and little pussy lips. He had listened intently, hanging on her every word.
Finally, she had shown him the opening to her vagina.
"This is where a man puts his penis," she remembered saying, "and this is where you came out when you were born."
"How?" he had asked her, wheezing asthmaticly.
"It is just the way nature has made it," she had told him.
"How, how, how can a man's thing fit inside such a tiny hole?" he had huffed.
"It can, take my word for it," she had smiled at him knowingly.
"But a man's penis, uh, is, uh, even bigger than mine isn't it?"
"Well, yes, but yours will grow," she had told him.
She had glanced down at his penis then and saw that it was already five or six inches long. She hadn't known how much bigger he would get then. But even then, he was already as big as some men ever got.
And he still had a lot of growing to do.
"What is the little shiny white pea sticking out up on top?" he asked her.
Although she hadn't been able to see her clitoris, she knew that it was swollen and inflamed.
"Uh, that is my clitoris."
"Clit, uh, what?"
"Clitoris," she had said slowly, feeling it throbbing expectantly.
"Clitoris," he had repeated.
"What does it do?"
Then she had carefully peeled the skin back away from her clitoris, experiencing another tingle of pleasure trickle out from it as she did.
Then she had explained to him that it was one of the places that made women feel good when men touched it.
Then she had watched his eyes flick back down to the entrance of her vagina.
"I still don't think a man's penis would fit in such a tiny, little hole," she remembered him repeating himself.
"You mean that my thing could fit in it and it wouldn't hurt you or anything?"
"Yes, it would," she remembered saying. Rather fatalisticly, she now recalled.
"I still don't think so."
"It would," she had told him.
"Uh, can, can I touch your clitoris?" she remembered his asking.
What could she say? She had put herself in this dangerous situation and it was growing more perilous by the moment.
"Uh, I guess, uh, I guess so, but touch it softly."
She remembered how he had hesitantly reached out and gently ran his finger over the smooth, glabrous knob of her clitoris.
She had jumped when he touched her.
"Oh, did I hurt you?"
"No, oh, no. It is just very sensitive. It felt good."
Like trying to climb a glass wall, she felt herself slipping deeper into the abyss of sexual arousal.
Then, she had felt a trickle of her excitement slowly ooze out of her vagina.
She could still hear his next question ringing in her ears to this day.
"Mommy, what is that stuff coming out of your, uh, your vagina? Are you okay?"
At the same time, she had watched his penis jump again.
"Uh, well, uh, that is what a woman, uh, a woman, uh, makes inside of her vagina to make it slippery inside."
"What for?"
"So that a man's penis will slide in easily. It is what lets a man put his thing inside of a woman without hurting her."
"Can you just make it up anytime you want to?"
"Uh, well, no, uh... " She stopped, at a loss for words.
Then she saw a single, glistening pearl of pre-cum lubricant ooze out hole in the top of his bobbing penis.
"Uh, do you see this?" she said, slowly reaching over and running her finger through it, smearing it around the head of his nodding cock.
"Uh, yes, that comes out when I play with myself and I feel excited,"
he croaked.
"Well, a woman is the same way," she murmured softly, "she makes it come out when she is excited, too."
"You mean, you mean, you are excited, too?"
Then it had dawned on her just what she had told him. She had told him that she was sexually excited.
Her whole plan was blowing up in her face. It could have disastrous consequences.
Incest!
She had never thought of anything so heinous.
How could this be happening?
She remembered studying his face and seeing the confusion in his eyes.
She felt like she lying in the middle of a minefield. She was afraid to move. Danger was everywhere. She knew that she should jump up and run from the room, but she was paralyzed.
Then she had felt his finger touch the delicate skin surrounding her vagina.
"It is so soft and warm," he had whispered.
"Yes."
"It feels so good to touch it."
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IncestHeather's Delimma by Napoleon LeopoldHeather Morris had finally made it home from work and was looking forward to the long weekend ahead. She went upstairs and took a warm shower and then proceeded to get ready for the evening. Red lace panties and matching bra made her feel sexy. Red stocking held up by garter straps and 4" high red pumps adorned feet. Opening her dresser drawer heather pulled out a red leather collar with a d-ring set in the front, she lifted her medium brown hair up so she...
MY SISTER, THE MILF....Part 1 To say my family is dysfunctional would be a huge understatement. My father is a three-time divorcee who cheated on every woman he ever knew. My mom remarried after dumping him and started a second family that gave her three more kids in addition to the three boys she already had. I went to live with my dad in a larger town when I was 12 and never really got all that close to my second set of siblings. Not living with them plus an age gap of between 15 and 23 years...
IncestWhen I emerged from the bathroom, Heather was lying on my bed, wearing a light pink bra and matching panties with the ankle strap heels that I find so sexy. She had a black, lace choker around her neck and her damp hair in a cute bump, clipped over her forehead. Heather was watching our sex tape we had just recorded."We should have been more vocal," Heather said, as I walked in."I thought we were VERY vocal," I replied, laughing."Not at first. You were just looking at me.""Honey, I'm surprised...
IncestIt had taken some time to get over my divorce, not that it had been particularly messy or sordid, quite the contrary as we had settled everything in a business-like and polite manner. It was simply that after 15 years of marriage, I found the transition back to bachelorhood to be difficult.I had always thought myself to be fairly open and friendly and enjoyed meeting people and good conversation, but now I was conscious of the fact that I was treated with some degree of scepticism. I could...
I woke up the next morning on my back. Heather's naked body pressed against me. Her leg lay over mine, while she lightly rubbed my chest with her soft hand. I turned my head to see my beautiful daughter's smiling face."Good morning. How did you sleep?" Heather giggled."Hard," I laughed, rolling over to face my daughter. Heather started to move her leg off of me. I quickly grabbed behind her thigh as I turned, keeping Heather's sexy leg between mine. My cock instantly hardened against my...
IncestIn the rest room, they all had drinks. Sue gave her another drink of the bitter potion she had had earlier, then washed it down with orange juice. In a few minutes she began to feel her energy returning. Sue was very hot, but restrained herself from letting Heather reciprocate here in the room. She gently touched and patted Heather, occasionally touching the didlo in her ass and giving it a tweak or two. Once, she pulled it out over an inch and let it go. Heather, jerked and her ass...
Being bisexual is truly awsome! The best of both worlds, I have a great man (Matt) who knows just how to make me feelfantastic like only a man can do. Heather on the other had was the perfect woman, sexy red head open minded bisexual who knew how to keep both men and women extremely happy. After we had out 3rd three some with Matt, Heather decided to finally introduce me to her Girlfriend "Nicole" whom she ducked twice a week. We had gay night twice a week, where we would spend time...
HEATHERIZED HUBBY A three part odessy by: Deborah Leigh Johnson, aka Miss Karen-Anne Brown This was written as a personalized fantasy for a girlfriend of mine. I do hope that you enjoy it as much as I did while dreaming it up. PART ONE They say that when you make a mistake like this one, that it is a Freudian slip, no pun intended. I do not know if that is true. I do know this, after the hell that broke loose, and the resulting lives that my wife and I...
Heather wanted to cheer up her friend Danielle. What better way than have some glamor photographs taken. What woman does not want to be told she is pretty and desirable. She knew just the photographer who could do the job and maybe have some fun doing it. I was that photographer. I had been doing photography for over 10 years and was good at my craft. People were not my specialty, but I had done my share of weddings and model shoots. So there was no reason not to do as Heather requested. She...
The first time she noticed anything Heather had just been amused. She didn't know about Cole's ex yet, who she was and what she looked like. Heather and Cole had been dating for a while and that day was the first time he took her to his place. They had been sleeping together already at her place and their relationship had reached that endorphin-rich state where they felt like butterflies were going wild inside them and they couldn't spent more than a minute without kissing each other. On that...
After her successful role as Louise Summers in the UK soap Hollyoaks she was offered a major role in the BBC drama called “Lip Service” which is set in Scotland and is about lesbian relationships.Although Roxanne has always been a sex symbol she’s never really shied away from, not-only playing, raunchy roles but also stripping off for glamour mags as well. All very tasteful but she had been approached many times with cash to go further but she’s always said no.Now just turned 30, she’s a 5ft...
Heather wanted to cheer up her friend Danielle. What better way than have some glamor photographs taken. What woman does not want to be told she is pretty and desirable. She knew just the photographer who could do the job and maybe have some fun doing it. I was that photographer. I had been doing photography for over 10 years and was good at my craft. People were not my specialty, but I had done my share of weddings and model shoots. So there was no reason not to do as Heather requested. She...
Straight SexOh my God, Heather's coming home, I just heard her reveal, on our little, voyeuristic webcam.I quickly rolled off of Heather's bed and made my way back to my bedroom. I hurried into my bathroom, starting the shower. While I waited for the water to get hot, I went into my closet and retrieved my digital camcorder and tripod. I placed the camera a few feet away from the side of the bed, framing most of my bedroom, including my door. Then I ran a cable to the TV, and changed the input to display...
IncestIntroduction: After settling in with her new family, Heather and Aaron become a bit more aquainted Angie really hadnt been lying when she told Heather her new stepfather was handsome, kind, and rich. If anything, she was underselling just how wonderful he was. He swept them up on a whirlwind of shopping sprees, eager to fulfill any need they had. Angie was enthusiastic about this, but Heather felt a bit strange having someone shed just met spend so much on her, so George simply bought anything...
Heather's SissyMy husband, Bobby, is standing with his nose in the corner, quietly sobbing, as he contemplates the ill-advised temper tantrum that he threw this afternoon. His sobbing is due to a very sore bottom, for which I take credit foróalthough to be fair, my favorite wooden paddle should also take some of the credit too.I'm not sure what it was that finally sent Bobby over the edge today. It could be the fact that I arbitrarily extended his sentence of chastity for another month, or it...
"How is my sister?" Carl sat beside the hospital style bed. He had been sitting there for ten minutes. He had not said a word, but until now, neither had the woman in the bed. Half of her face was covered in bandages, mostly protecting her damaged eye. She had watched him with her one good eye as he sat down. Carl sighed, "She is badly hurt, but you know that. We are giving her the same level of care as you are getting." "Can I see her?" "Let me see if you can see her." Carl got...
Heather was nervous as she drove her car towards the tire story that was in the middle of know where.She could not believe that she was actually going through with this. She reflected on how she had first experienced the pleasure she was about to hopefully experience again.Heather was what everyone would call a soccer mom or a PTA mom or just a stay at home mom. She lived a quiet life but a life filled with desperation.Heather reflected that her perverse desire all went back to the. "event"....
Part 1This narrative is a letter from a close friend who asked me to publish it for her. I cannot authenticate the story but I have never known her to deliberately give me false information. I shall call her Debra for the purpose of identification. She is 39 yrs old and has a daughter of 17, Lena who is studying at a college near to the family home.A few days ago, Lena went away with another girl on her course, Francine Renshawe, to study their subject within the industry. She asked me to pick...
Heather awoke suddenly when a hand clamped over her mouth. "Don't make a sound," Willow's voice whispered in her ear. "Listen very carefully. This morning is your first chance to make a connection with your new master. Page has given me instructions to give to you. She and I are going to go find some food for all of us. Master Carl is still asleep but will wake soon. Your assignment is to wake him up gently and slowly by sucking his cock. Once he gets excited, he may want to fuck you....
Nicole on her knees sucking my 7 inch cock , slurping and gulping giving me a wet and sloppy blow job, when Heather comes out her big hard round tips bouncing ever so slightly ad she walked and I gasped when I seen her wearing her 8 inch thick she cock.... Heathers cock (she didn't like it to be called a dildo) was vieny and thick with a big mushroom head...very life like, even felt like a real cock.. With a sey little walk and a command tone in her voice she ordered "let him show you how...
One night I watched my seventeen year old daughter, Heather, undress and masturbate in her room as the webcam we installed to watch the baby fell, changing the viewing perspective from the crib to Heather's bed. When I awoke the next morning, I remembered it all. And I was so glad I had set the camera to record whenever the video player was open on my laptop.I knew I would be getting off to the whole episode the next night... and most likely every night in my foreseeable future. My daughter's...
Incest"You still awake?" Heather asked, as she lay back against the headboard."Fuck yes, I am," I said, to the viewer on my laptop.Heather was still wearing her heels, stockings, and panties. She lay on her bed, legs flat and heels together. She looked into the camera and licked her lips, seductively. "Sooo ready for this," Heather moaned, bringing a hand to her mouth. She licked two fingers, wetting them, then stared at me while she rubbed one of her nipples, instantly hardening it. My sexy daughter...
IncestThey drove home with an abundance of new clothes, shoes, makeup, as well as new furniture for Heather’s room that would be delivered the following day. The last stop they made was to a pet store, where George insisted Heather pick out whatever puppy she wanted. Heather was hesitant at first, but he won her over. “Your mother told me how much you’ve always wanted one dear,” he told her,”and I think a wonderful girl like you deserves anything she wants. Please pick one.” So as they drove home,...
A fantasy of mine... It all begins with a visit to some family friends. Their daughter Heather lives in the basement of their house. So I begin to play with the dog in the next room and slowly make my way to her room in the basement. When I get there I immediately go for the dresser and start rummaging through her underwear drawer. Within minutes I can't take it anymore and slip off my pants and underwear and slide on one of her sexy thongs. I keep going through the drawer when I heard...
Heather's mom and I divorced a few years ago. Not a big, dramatic fallout. Just a marriage that slowly declined until we both decided it was time to give up on it. We never fought, really. But we grew apart and didn't want it to get to a point that we started resenting each other, and making a bad situation worse for Heather. Lori and I are still best friends and our resolve to raise Heather together and keep things "normal" for her has worked out really well.When Heather told me she was...
IncestHeather slowly opened her eyes, her legs lewdly spread across the bed. Her hair was plastered to her forehead and a combination of sweat and oil gave her skin a glow in the late afternoon sunlight that streamed through the bedroom window now that the rain had passed.As she regained her senses, her eyes began to focus on Will. He was on his knees, but upright and lording over her. His gaze burned into her as he soaked in her body with his eyes. Heather too, was surveying him. Her eyes met his,...
CuckoldEver since Matt came into our lives, his big cock has been busy fucking Heather one night.and me the next, but it took a couple weeks and all three of us were full fucking hard.... Matt and I arrived home and planned on sucking each others dicks and fucking till we fell asleep, but Heather had other plans...She was sitting on the couch in the basement wearing nothing but a smile....As we entered and looked at her she spread her muscular legs flexing her thigh muscles and running her hands...
Please Note: This is a reworking of an earlier story now with an option of two different endings It was mid afternoon on yet another bleak English Saturday and I was trying, and failing, to get some work done, I was a self-employed IT Consultant advising companies on all things computer related. The previous seven days had been hectic and I was already a week late with my report. The incessant rain hitting the window and reverberating across the still room wasn't helping my already wavering...
As this things carried on with Heather and I, for some weeks to come. It kept getting crazier and crazier. I would always show up at her place and follow the same routine. I would shower and shave, and then dress in whatever she had set out for me. When she excitedly told me to stop around her place the following night at 4:00pm, she had done some shopping and was very excited to try some new things. I was instantly intrigued and excited to find out what it could be, and what was so...
“Hello?” I said, half expecting it to be a telemarketer. I told you, I’d settle for anybody right now. “Hey sport, so I heard you’re turning 16 in a few weeks?” said a familiar voice. I haven’t talked to my older brother ever since the divorce two years ago. “Joe, is that you?” I said shockingly. “Yeah, it’s me. I just got a new car, and I’ve noticed that I haven’t been a good brother lately, and I was wondering if you wanted to go on a road trip with me; just us, two guys having fun...